Typically, my daily routine is to get up, enjoy my hot chocolate, go to work at my book store, go home, cook, clean, read a book and go to bed.
Simple. Relaxing. Calm.
Nope. Some days, you get up, have your morning hot chocolate, go to work, head home only to be portalled to another world. I've done my best to try to fit in. But while changing my clothes seemed reasonable, sharing a bed with their king put an entirely new level of complication on things.
Try to sort out your day when that happens. Especially when nobody in your new surroundings knows how you got there, let alone how to get you home.